The Ancient Holy Body thinks I'm too extreme!

Chapter 122 At an extreme point, gambling with the Holy Maiden! Ten thousand followers! (35th update, requesting monthly votes)
Within the Tianzihao Stone Garden, sword energy soared into the sky.

The small black sword, less than an inch long, gleamed with a resounding clang, radiating boundless killing intent.

Compared to normal weapons, it is far too short, even somewhat insignificant, yet its imposing presence is awe-inspiring.

Its formidable power stems primarily from the intertwined principles and laws of nature, which, under the influence of the prematurely born resentment, unleash their full force, amounting to a fragment of incomplete law power.

"Young Marshal, we are bosom friends. Would you sell it to me? I'll give you a satisfactory price!"

The prince of Great Xia enthusiastically transmitted his voice, believing that he had rendered meritorious service by 'borrowing the source', completely ignoring his previous regret.

He was just glad he hadn't backed out beforehand, because even if he couldn't buy the Black Gold Dragon Pattern Sword, he knew such a powerful Source Master as Zhang Kun, so he was destined to have a chance to obtain something rare in the future!

"Fellow Daoist, I am Yao Yuekong from the Heavenly Demon Palace!"

The young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Yao Yuekong, had arrived. He possessed an exceptionally outstanding temperament. Although he was a man, he had a kind of bewitching beauty, but without any feminine air. His eyes were deep and unfathomable, like a demon god.

His eyes burned with fervor as he stared intently at the black and gold dragon-patterned sword, and said:
"This weapon is forged from sacred artifacts. Although it uses very few materials and is far from being an ultimate sacred weapon, it is still extremely rare. If you are unsure, you can send the divine sword to the Heavenly Demon Treasure Palace for auction. It is destined to fetch an astronomical price!"

An Miaoyi also came.

The girl's snow-white dress fluttered gently, outlining her perfect figure in an extremely captivating way.

Zhang Kun hadn't seen this beauty at Miaoyu Nunnery before, but unexpectedly encountered her here.

She was like a bright pearl exhaling rosy clouds, ethereal and graceful, incomparably beautiful, with inner grace and natural beauty, her appearance was almost perfect, without a single flaw.

This was the first time Zhang Kun had seen her, and he had to admit that she was extremely beautiful, comparable to Yan Ruyu, and he couldn't find any flaws.

She looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, with a slender and graceful figure, as if she were a finely carved piece of jade. She had a cold and elegant demeanor, and her skin was as white as snow, as if it were covered in frost.

"This is An Miaoyi?! I've heard of her before. She's unparalleled in beauty, a peerless beauty that's hard to find in the Eastern Wilderness. It's a pity she was born into this sect, destined to have her brilliance tarnished."

Some people noticed this successor of Miaoyu Nunnery, shook their heads, sighed, and exclaimed how regrettable it was.

Miaoyu Nunnery has a really bad reputation, otherwise they wouldn't be running a brothel in the Holy City. Their cultivation is related to this.

However, the stunningly beautiful An Miaoyi showed no signs of vulgarity. She was radiant yet aloof, like a body of ice and jade, appearing otherworldly and holy.

This is a stark contrast, leading many to speculate that she was an unparalleled beauty, born of spring water, but in reality, she had skin as smooth as ice and bones as pure as jade.

Amidst the twinkling lights, An Miaoyi stood alone, her black hair flowing, her white robes billowing, seemingly untouched by worldly concerns, like a fairy from the moon palace, even more sacred than the holy maidens of all holy lands.

Her every smile and frown could make cultivators take their eyes off the black and gold dragon-patterned sword!

This powerful force with a bad reputation has created such a goddess, a saint, a fairy of the highest heavens, completely satisfying the desires of those who have the opportunity to bring her down to the mortal world!
Zhang Kun sensed An Miaoyi's eyes were observing him; her flawless body, like snow-covered flowers, was captivating.

He also saw the Holy Maiden of the Dao Yi Holy Land. This young Taoist priest was right in front of him, but her true face was veiled by a haze, so he could not see her clearly.

But one could sense the calmness in the other person's eyes, a quiet composure, reflecting the essence of heaven and earth.

In addition to the messages coming from all sides, a group of old men surrounded Zhang Kun.

"Young man, sell this sword to me for 130,000 jin of Origin!"

"Sell it to me, 150,000 jin of raw materials!"

"I need it, 180,000 jin of it!"

These people casually mention hundreds of thousands of kilograms of minerals, which is incredibly infuriating to many!

At this moment, the area outside the stone garden was in an uproar, with the onlookers filled with envy and jealousy.

Many people's eyes lit up with greed, staring at this direction like wolves, eager to pounce and snatch it. This black and gold sword with dragon patterns embodies Tao and reason, making it an absolute favorite of the older generation, priceless beyond measure.

Of course, it also has a fatal flaw: it is too small, so small that it can only be measured in "pieces," and compared to normal weapons, it is like a tiny sesame seed.

Many important figures, when refining magical artifacts, would often need to refine an iron peak or several mountains, using materials weighing in the tens of thousands of catties.

Its preciousness lies in the fact that it weaves together some of its own laws, and the materials are sacred objects, which, despite their small size, are still considered extremely rare.

Faced with these whispers and offers, Zhang Kun only found it noisy.

He smiled, but chose an extreme approach, saying, "I only gamble on this item, I don't sell it. If you really want it, then show your sincerity. Great sects and holy lands can even gamble with their own holy maidens!"

These words caused an uproar!
"No wonder he dared to cut open the stone statue, he's a real madman!"

Those eight lunatics were clamoring to win the saintess, but it was all just talk; they were all bark and no bite.

But Zhang Kun is now actually putting it into action!
For a moment, the white-haired old men looked displeased but dared not bid any more.

Even Xia Yiming quickly hid his younger sister, who was looking at him with hopeful eyes, behind his back.

The young female Taoist priest from Dao Yi Holy Land finally lost her composure and swung her fist at him.

[Should I enhance the Black Gold Dragon Pattern Sword? Time required: ? ? ?]

[Strengthen the Stone Golem? Time Required: ???]

With his ears at ease, Zhang Kun smiled knowingly, put away the black-gold dragon-patterned sword, and also put away the stone figure...

Unlike Ye Fan in the original story, who shattered the stone man into pieces, he used his advantage as a time traveler to cut out the black gold dragon pattern sword by cutting only four stone slabs!

The stone figure's heart and entire body are perfectly preserved!

There is also the possibility of becoming a born Holy Spirit!
Then, he used the 70,000 jin of Yuan he won to repay the 60,000 jin of Yuan to the prince of Great Xia on the spot.

In this way, he only spent 20,000 jin of source material to obtain the Black Gold Dragon Pattern Sword and the Stone Man.

Those who were betting against him were all ashen-faced, devoid of any color.

"Gentlemen, I still need to cut more stones. If you have any ideas, you can continue to gamble with me!"

Zhang Kun disliked the hateful looks these guys were giving him and spoke again.

These guys were trembling with anger, but dared not utter a sound.

He took a step to leave the stone garden of the Dao Yi Holy Land.

The prince of Great Xia led his sister and followed, and the rest of the people followed in quick succession, forming a large and imposing crowd of nearly ten thousand.

Although no one has proposed a bet yet, there are quite a few people who are interested.

After all, buying is a transaction of money and goods, while gambling could result in losing both money and goods!
If a bet of tens of thousands of kilograms of resources is lost, even a supreme elder of a sacred land would feel the pain and turn green with shame!

And most people are also very curious!
Is this young man in blue truly capable, or just a crazy person who's hit the jackpot?

I want to see what else we can cut out next!
Various gazes flocked to him, but Zhang Kun remained unfazed and strode forward.

Coming to the Holy City is destined to cause a huge commotion!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have visited Elder Wei Yi beforehand.

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